with her own delicious orgasm. Haley was determined to bring Marissa the same sort of pleasure Jay had
just given her. She fairly craved Marissa’s sweet flow.
Haley used her fingers, tentatively slipping first one, then another inside Marissa’s tight passage, beyond
pleased when Marissa’s soft, fleshy muscles squeezed around her. Haley flicked her clit with her tongue
as she pressed her fingers farther, driving fast and deep. Jay continued his wonderful assault from behind,
evidently not content with a single orgasm.
Marissa’s groaning turned to sharp cries of need, and her twitching hips and clutching fingers went wild.
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Jay pushed yet another finger inside Haley’s cleft, forcing his way inside to touch her very womb. Filled
from every possible point, Haley climbed that precipice once again.
Sensation upon sensation bombarded her as Jay pushed with fingers and hips. He gave everything to
her, and soon the three of them screamed out their climaxes in perfect unison, like the finale to a great
performance.
Haley woke in her chair, alone and dressed in her pajamas. Her book lay in her lap as if she’d fallen
asleep reading it. She rose slowly in total confusion and glanced at the wall clock. Three hours had
passed. The last thing she remembered was being completely engrossed in her book, then answering the
door, and…oh God!
Could it be? Could she really have spent the most unbelievable night of her life with two complete
strangers, making love in ways she’d never experienced? No, it had to be a dream…right? But if so, then
why was she so achy? Her legs hurt and between her thighs she felt sore and sensitive. Too sensitive.
There was only one way to find out.
Haley walked into the kitchen and found a single cold cup of coffee sitting on the table. She frowned.
“Oh man, I really am losing my mind.”
Chapter Two
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Jeremy yelled to nobody in particular. “It did not overheat,” he
declared, “because if it overheated, that means the rental company gave me a damn lemon! And they
wouldn’t do that. No one is that cruel, for crying out loud.”
He kicked the bumper of the hunter-green monstrosity and came away with a sore foot to go with the
useless car. He’d only rented the thing because his truck’s transmission slipped and he’d taken it in for
repairs. That was a week ago.